For the last several years I have tutored math here at my local collage. I normal have two to three students that I help out each semester. This semester however is way different, at any one time I have from eight to twelve students. This year also brought some changes for me I am tutoring Chemistry and Business as well. I haven't taken either course mind you, but both deal heavily with math concepts thus I am called on to preform where other can't. As you can guess this has increased the size of my head. I have now let out all my hats to the largest size and there isn't room. My friends worry not for my wife is up to the challenge to keep me grounded. She is such a great companion and I love her so very much.
Sorry I haven't blogged in a while - I have been somewhat busy. When last I wrote, I was in the hospital here in town (Show Low). I was diagnosed with osteo-militis (bone infection) I was shipped to University Medical Center in Tucson (sounds like UPS just came and picked me up, huh?). My orthopedic surgeon scheduled me for an I & D (incision and draining) to clean the infected tissue. He quickly discovered that it was more involved that what he had planned to do. So after a discussion with me and my wife, it was decided that the next day, I would go in to have a disarticulation (removal of the left leg at the pelvis.) I have been expecting this to happen for several years, so it was not a shock to me.
I received two blessings before I went into the hospital, each one gave me promises about my upcoming surgeries. The first was by the 2nd counselor in our Bishopric and stated that the doctors would be inspired to do those things that would preserve my life. The second, by my dad, said that I would be calm. Never before have I felt as strongly as I do now that those blessings were directly fulfilled.
When I had my disarticulation, the anesthesiologist would not let the surgery start until 4 units of blood were in the room ready to go. Two units were all ready, but he demanded four. This move proved to be a life-saving move. My hip was such a mess, that when he started to remove it, I started to bleed uncontrollably. There were seven doctors in the room, 5 of which were in a fellowship program to learn their specialty - 3 orthopedic and 2 anesthesiologist. I had each one of them busy and in an all-out sprint to save my life. One set of doctors were trying to stop the bleeding while the others were trying to keep me full. My wife said that at one point they had a scope in my heart and there was no blood for it to pump. My life was saved, the blood stopped and my one hour surgery lasted four and a half hours. They kept me out longer than that.
When I awoke I was still intubated and couldn't breathe on my own. I remember when I awoke that I said to myself, "You are alright; you are awake." I was calm as I learned to breathe with the machine. Those that have had a breathing tube usually panic and try to pull it out - not so with me. I am grateful for the blessings of the priesthood. I wished that the story ended here or got better from here, but sadly it did not (at least right away.)
I was able to come home from UMC but within two days, problems arose that forced a return to my doctor in Tucson. I never made it. Before I had traveled 5 miles from my home, I started to bleed and lost so much blood that I passed out right in front of the Fire Department. They got me ready for transport but couldn't until I stopped bleeding. That took over 30 minutes. Every time I moved the bleeding would start again. Me being the problem child I am, the hospital could not take care of me and made arragements to ship me again to UMC.
UMC would not take anyone and I was flown to Northwestern Hospital in Tucson. It took another week to find the problems and fix them. The average adult body has anywhere from 8 to 10 pints of blood. When all was said and done, from the two hospitals I received 45 pints of blood and countless pints of plasma. I think I hold the hospital record, and for everyone's sake I hope it is one that stands for a long time. Please donate blood - you never know who you might save. https://www.bloodhero.com/
OK, so after Christmas vacation I decided I need to have a vacation, thus my visit to my favorite resort. Most would not think that our local hospital would qualify as a resort but I DO. First of all I have an infection in my hip, that is the reason that I took my vacation of sorts. Webster Dictionary Defination: Resort 1 a: one that affords aid or refuge :resourceresort>b:recourse 1a resort to outside help>2 a: frequent, habitual, or general visiting resort>b: persons who frequent a place :throngc (1): a frequently visited place :haunt (2): a place providing recreation and entertainment especially to vacationers
Now let me continue with my dissertation. Our local hospital recently made some major improvements. Last year they completed there patient tower. This 5 story tower was built with the patient in mind. They are large enough for someone in a wheelchair with all their equipment. There is plenty of room for large family visits. A couch that converts into a bed is plenty conformable for a care partner to stay the night. Holly won't spend a night with me, she tried once and had a horrible night sleep. Nurses were in ever hour and half to do something. I am used to this, having spent way to many moons in hospitals. Each room is also equiped with a 23" flat screen T.V., and my personal favorite Wi-Fi. Under neath the T.V. is a big white board that is used to communacate information to all concerened parties, the nurse, the patient, the doctor, and the families ect.
So now that I have a Hotel Room with T.V. and Wi-Fi. Let's talk a little about the food. Most hospital's send the same thing to everyone at eight, twelve, and five. When I'm on vacation, I don't want to get up that early I may also want to eat later at night. Enter my favioret resort. They have room service, you heard me right ROOM SERVICE. Wake up and order what you want. Get hungry order again and hour later order again its that easy. At dinner time I order two dinners and latter at night bam! I have another meal, as Taco Bell puts it 4th meal. Order your food and within 45 min you have hot and freash food.
Now for my third of three qualification of a resort. Somthing to look at. Nurses taking care of you getting you water, soda pop, crackers, scratching your back, and of course a sponge bath (he he). I really like my resort. My wife also like her vacation from taking care of me. Only problom is my best'es frind, life coach, cuteist, cuddly bug, and everything girl is not here with me. I will be home soon via Tucson Dear.
DRILL PRESS: A tall upright machine useful for suddenly snatching flat metal bar stock out of your hands so that it smacks you in the chest and flings your beer across the room denting the freshly-painted vertical stabilizer which you had carefully set in the corner where nothing could get to it. WIRE WHEEL: Cleans paint off bolts and then throws them somewhere under the workbench at the speed of light. Also removes fingerprints and hard-earned calluses from fingers in about the time it takes you to say, 'Oh filth and foul, foul and filth!!!!' ELECTRIC HAND DRILL: Normally used for spinning pop rivets in their holes until you die of old age. SKILL SAW: A portable cutting tool used to make studs too short. PLIERS: Used to round off bolt heads. Sometimes used in the creation of blood-blisters. BELT SANDER: An electric sanding tool commonly used to convert minor touch-up jobs into major refinishing jobs. HACKSAW: One of a family of cutting tools built on the Ouija board principle. It transforms human energy into a crooked, unpredictable motion, and the more you attempt to influence its course, the more dismal your future becomes. VISE-GRIPS: Generally used after pliers to completely round off bolt heads. If nothing else is available, they can also be used to transfer intense welding heat to the palm of your hand. OXYACETYLENE TORCH: Used almost entirely for lighting various flammable objects in your shop on fire. Also handy for igniting the grease inside the wheel hub out of which you want to remove a bearing race. TABLE SAW: A large stationary power tool commonly used to launch wood projectiles for testing wall integrity. HYDRAULIC FLOOR JACK: Used for lowering an automobile to the ground after you have installed your new brake shoes, trapping the jack handle firmly under the bumper. BAND SAW: A large stationary power saw primarily used by most shops to cut good aluminum sheet into smaller pieces that more easily fit into the trash can after you cut on the inside of the line instead of the outside edge. TWO-TON ENGINE HOIST: A tool for testing the maximum tensile strength of everything you forgot to disconnect. PHILLIPS SCREWDRIVER: Normally used to stab the vacuum seals under lids or for opening old-style paper-and-tin oil cans and splashing oil on your shirt; but can also be used, as the name implies, to strip out Phillips screw heads. STRAIGHT SCREWDRIVER: A tool for opening paint cans. Sometimes used to convert common slotted screws into non-removable screws. PRY BAR: A tool used to crumple the metal surrounding that clip or bracket you needed to remove in order to replace a 50-cent part. HOSE CUTTER: A tool used to make hoses too short. HAMMER: Originally employed as a weapon of war, the hammer nowadays is used as a kind of divining rod to locate the most expensive parts adjacent the object we are trying to hit. UTILITY KNIFE: Used to open and slice through the contents of cardboard cartons delivered to your front door; works particularly well on contents such as leather seats, vinyl records, liquids in plastic bottles, collector magazines, refund checks, and rubber or plastic parts. Especially useful for slicing work clothes, but only while in use. DAMMIT TOOL: Any handy tool that you grab and throw across the garage while yelling 'DAMMIT' at the top of your lungs. It is also, most often, the next tool that you will need.
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What fun it is when you learn that you started a tradition in a family's life. Many years ago we traveled to visit our good friends. While there we suggested to see the movie "Monsters Inc". This was also the year that we started a tradition of our very own. We chose names and started to make a gift for that person. I remember what I got. My wife made me a wallet and I made her a doll; she collect's dolls. We have done that each year since. This year, we decided that we would make all our family members a gift. That was quite a project, let me tell you. Each gift was to be well thought out. If we need to buy supplies, than it needed to be of practical use. Otherwise, if we had the supplies on hand, the sky was the limit. Though my wife picked out everything for her present, (a man just doesn't go out and get the supplies without council) I assembled it. She picked out the material, pattern, and all the accessories to go with the dress that was made by my youngest son and I. Not a bad job, if I do say so myself. Well, enough of that. When our friends came out to visit us after Christmas, they informed us that we needed to go see a movie. Apparently, each year after that first movie, it has been a tradition for them to go view a flicker show. Nice to know we started something good.
rating: 5 of 5 stars Opps I did it again. I am not becoming a book worm, I am not becoming a book worm, I am... if I say it enough I might belive it. This is the second book that I have read from cover-to-cover in one setting Wow!!! Thanks Debbie I was up till like 4:30 in the morning. This book will make you want to get up and do something